Ex-husband’s Regret by Lean

Chapter 215

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'One really couldn't avoid their enemies.' The first word that came to mind when I turned around and saw Frank's bright handsome face.

Jack also glanced at him, furrowing his brows slightly. "You live here, Mr. Frank?"

That was exactly the question I wanted to ask.

With his background, he could have chosen any villa district casually. How could he be living in a place like this, with its humble atmosphere?

Frank smiled casually. "Keeping someone company."

'Keeping someone company? Wasn't he earnestly searching for a young fiancee? How did he end up with a child already? But then again, in wealthy families like theirs, it was common to have a couple of illegitimate children making an appearance.'

Jack smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with Frank, then brought his luggage from the elevator lobby and carried it into his apartment.

Watching him prepare to continue helping me unpack, I quickly waved my hands. "Jack, no need. Jane will be here soon to help me. You should go focus on your own work."

He had just returned to the Renolds family, and with Sally causing trouble, he must be overwhelmed.

"Alright." Jack glanced at the time and didn't insist further, but asked with concern, "So, are you

satisfied with this house?"

more

there, I just needed to add some

good then. I'll send you the password to the door on WhatsApp, and you can change it

softened. "I'll take my leave now. Call me anytime if you need

"Okay."

him off into the elevator. Once the doors closed, I

"Running away from trouble?"

looking like he had just woken up, had wandered around his own apartment

good humor, "Asking the obvious. Hurry up and

between the Smith and Shaw families, he and

could they not? When he

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and fulfill

them as one

"Don't do what the elders do to me. Don't give me a sister out of nowhere. I don't like people saying that

It was really sarcastic.

the Renolds family's residence, he was obviously quite intimate

they bantered back and forth was reminiscent of

lips quirking up mischievously. "Are you going to keep your

I frowned. "What promise?"